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wenty in number with heavily loaded firearms, started firing bullets at her from all sides and corners in the dark. She was wearing night goggles, but with how fast everything was happening, she did not have the liberty to look around and see anything. She had to get out of here alive. This is not how her life is going to end. The bullets seemed to be pouring out like heavy rain that she cannot figure out how to skip and avoid them other than going deeper into the water without coming out of it for a breather. It was dark, and so it was difficult for them to find her as she hid under the wooden pillars of the dock, the exact same spot where she jumped. They must have thought she would swim around, and so they fired around the spot with due care not to hit the pillars or else the dock would fall down. The exact idea Brianna anticipated, so she hugged the closest pillar she was into and slowly went deeper. Down to the bottom ground of the spot. She knows exactly what happens when a person holds their breath underwater in panic. It won't do good to the human body. After the first two minutes, she will have to slowly release her breath to exhale the carbon dioxide from her body. Otherwise, it will build up and reduce the amount of oxygenated blood traveling to the brain resulting in lightheadedness. Next to it is fainting. That is when her patience becomes very useful. In such a crucial situation, a rash move will cause severe fatality. She will have to use patience and calm herself to make her think accordingly and get out of the ugly situation alive. The armed men had t

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all her nicknames to call her in full finally. "Brianna Peters!!!!" He screamed as soon as he saw her poised,

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hands on just above his knee caps, a way he felt

stated, he tried his best just now to make himself sound the way he did. Calm, nonchalant, and unaffected. As if wha